Is This War Worth Fighting For?
We talk about trying to get better reporting, fairer reporting, so idiots from Harian Metro and the ultimate imbecile Akmal Abdullah can't get away with the fictional fairy-tales they've been weaving for the general public.
We talk about tying to educate on what's right, getting truth out there.
We talk about giving people the right information.
But really, do our people even give a shit?
Malaysia can be proud of the 93% literacy rate amongst its citizens.
But then again, Malaysians only read TWO books a year. And among the reading materials of choice : magazines, newspapers and comics.
And according to the report in Utusan Malaysia - the number one magazine in the country, who just celebrated its 65th birthday and enjoys a whopping circulation of 1.5million copies... is that craploid called MASTIKA.
Oooohhh, yes. In that article there are quotes from fans (including some ex-bigshot from Terengganu, why is that so damn predictable), saying that it's relevant to current times, and they kept repeating (in that typical Malay report style of using as much redundancy as possible to make for lack of substance and variance) about how it was a great source of revealing the evils of our youth, the social ills we're all involved in... the magazine exposes these problems and the Government can take cues from their articles because they know what's REALLY wrong with our youth.
HA HA HA.
If my eyes rolled any further back they might pop out of my ass.
Why should ANYONE take this craploid (crap + tabloid = CRAPLOID) seriously? I can't believe our society, already such poor readers, are choosing THAT magazine to expand their minds, and actually believe the so-called facts in articles that run in line with cover stories of some fisherman having sex with a giant octopus, a husband scorned by his wife who wakes up sans penis thanks to witchcraft, countless tales of ghosts and black magic?
But apparently MALAYsians do. I'm not racist, but increasingly frustrated with the fact that our majority seems to be content with not knowing what's real and prefer to spend their time daydreaming about magically vanishing genitalia and the supernatural. And rags like Mastika, Harian Metro and whatever written by Akmal Abdullah (among others) are happily writing "reports" (read: pieces of fiction with no morsel of research or truth or intelligence for that matter) that pass off as bonafide news to the poor masses without any kind of reprimand.
Maybe it's because the Parliament is too busy reading Mastika as well.
2:44 PM
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